Tea For 3

12 Aug

My wonderful mother in law emailed this poem and pictures this week.
I thought it was so cute!



Tea for 3

Come and sit with me and we’ll have tea
And talk of things that were and things that are to be
Of places we will go and things that we will see
Just the two of us
My granddaughter and me.

A little wooden table
With chairs for two, not three
Yes, of course you may bring your bear
And place him on my knee
No longer just the two of us
It’s tea for three, I see
My dear granddaughter, your bear, and me.

The years passed by and you grew up
Framed in memory, I still see
Cherub hands dimpled daintily, clutching an ivory cup of tea
Twinkle laughter owns the moment
Baby faced and full of glee
Starshine dusted by the angels
Oh, God’s precious gift to me!

If I live to be a hundred
I shall never richer be
Then when I shared your presence
And together we sipped tea.
My dear granddaughter, your bear, and me!

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